It's 1953, and the golden age of Hollywood musicals. Paul Dunham couldn't be hotter on the dancefloor or the silver screen. Hoping to capitalize on Paul's popularity, the studio pairs him with up-and-comer Jack Wells.<br><br>On the marquee, it's a match made in heaven, but for Paul, it's a personal hell. He hates Jack's newfangled acting style, and he hates Jack's blue eyes, and he especially hates the fact that Jack is one of the most talented dancers he has ever met.<br><br>Jack, however, doesn't hate Paul. In fact, everything Paul does fascinates him. After their first meeting, Jack is determined to win Paul over, and he won't back down until Paul admits the two of them are perfect partners ... in every way.

Sticks and Stones

The shower was larger than Jack expected—he had imagined a small, average-sized stall. But Paul did enjoy his comforts, and it was clear his shower was no exception. The walls were white with the occasional carefully placed black tile, with a completely opaque shower door. It would easily fit both of them with the possibility of a third, and as soon as that thought struck him, he wondered if Paul had ever tried it. And if he had, with who? He’d make it a note to ask about it later.


He held back as Paul opened the shower door and stepped inside to get the water going. As good as Paul looked in his dance gear, it didn’t hold a candle to how beautiful he was naked. Jack was pretty sure he’d never seen a more perfect ass, carved into the most succulent curve by all his training, and the muscles rippled down his back when he stretched, each flex sending a fresh throb straight to Jack’s cock.


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